Chapter 443: Going to the Battle Platform
Getting off the Feiyuan Battleship, Lu Xiaotian used his deputy soul to ripen the earth-type Ningjin Fruit within the barrier immediately. Looking at the Ningjin Fruit trees growing in the barrier, Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief and collected all the five series of Ningjin Fruits. He spent a lot of effort, but fortunately, these efforts were not in vain.
Originally he planned to return to the camp for a short rest, but at this time, the camp was filled with joy, and even a large number of nearby Qi Refining monks rushed over. The large group of people in the dark area were obviously worried about him. Excited to be back. If it weren't for this kind of war in the world of immortality, I'm afraid these people wouldn't be so crazy.
It’s not easy to stay in the camp, so it’s better to settle things here as soon as possible. Lu Xiaotian frowned and gave up the idea of going to the camp.
Turning around, he happened to see a group of monks from the Ancient Sword Sect flying past. One of them was his old acquaintance Yuan Hao. At this time, Yuan Hao was a little more steady than before, but looking at The look in his eyes was still filled with strong hostility and deep fear.
Lu Xiaotian just pretended that he didn't see the other party and flew straight to the battle platform.
Yuan Hao couldn't help clenching his fists. During the Qi refining stage, the gap between him and Lu Xiaotian was not big, but he was still defeated by Lu Xiaotian. Originally, he thought that after building the foundation, he would rely on With his talent in cultivation, he exerted greater power on the two-armed sword of the blazing sun, and could easily overwhelm the opponent again. But every time, the result was disappointment, and the humiliation that came with it. Until now, he had become a top master among the foundation-building monks, but he found that he no longer understood his opponent at all. The old opponent in front of him looked more and more like a fog. , even Luo Qing, another stunningly talented person in the Ancient Sword Sect who was no less talented than him, had always looked down upon him, and his thoughts were fixed on this person. It seemed that everything had been lost to Lu Xiaotian. Thinking of this, Yuan Hao became even more resentful. In Yuan Hao's opinion, Lu Xiaotian's dull expression was tantamount to disdain for him. Yuan Hao couldn't help but clenched his fists. It was precisely because of him that he became a big joke of the Ancient Sword Sect, at least in his own opinion. .
Lu Xiaotian never thought that in such a short moment, Yuan Hao would have so many thoughts in his heart. In fact, he did not take Yuan Hao to heart anymore. For himself, if he could not break through to the golden elixir stage, Everything is just illusion.
Taking a breath, Lu Xiaotian landed directly on the middlemost battle platform. This barren Gobi desert, coupled with the beating war drums, adds a chilling atmosphere to the place.
"Did you see that Senior Brother Lu went directly to the battle platform? Let's go quickly and cheer for Senior Brother Lu!" When the Lingxiao Palace disciples in the camp saw this scene, they immediately started making noises. I thought Lu Xiaotian would take a short rest in the camp, but he didn't expect that he had just arrived and rushed directly to the battle platform.
"Let's go, only Senior Brother Lu has such courage. Those monks who went to the battle platform, none of them have been carefully prepared."
"That's right, let's go, Senior Brother Lu just came back from outside and went directly to the stage to fight. , we cannot weaken the momentum of Lingxiao Palace.”
The foundation-building monks in the camp rushed out, and the flags of Lingxiao Palace were erected high, ringing in the wind. However, in comparison, the scene was more intense among the Qi Refining monks. In the eyes of most of the Qi Refining monks, Lu Xiaotian had simply become their spiritual symbol. He was a casual cultivator, had no family background, and had no Golden Pill ancestor. Being a master has reached an unbelievable level. For these Qi Refining monks, Lu Xiaotian has reached the limit of what they can imagine. As for the golden elixir stage, it is too far away and naturally they dare not imagine it. People like Lu Xiaotian, who can reach such an astonishing level just by relying on their own efforts, can shock thousands of foundation-building monks on both our and enemy sides. Doesn't it mean that they also have a glimmer of hope?
“Hoho!”
“Fight!”
"Fight!" "Fight!"
The news of Lu Xiaotian's return to Lingxiao Palace was blowing around like a whirlwind. Regardless of his previous relationship with the monks of Lingxiao Palace, at this time they both belonged to Wangyue. In the Immortal Cultivation World, since the protracted fighting with the foreign monks, the Moon Watching World and the foreign monks have accumulated too much hatred. On the battle platform, the Moon Watching World monks have killed and injured a large number of top foundation-building monks, and all factions have suffered losses. At this time, the war drums were beating again, and everyone felt a strong fighting spirit in their hearts. The news that Lu Xiaotian had killed dozens of flying cavalry tribes before his return and defeated the three top masters from the foreign land was spread like crazy in a short period of time. Everyone looked at him with an incredible expression. At the same time, he fell into a hysterical frenzy. At this time, Lu Xiaotian not only became the target of many Qi-refining monks from Lingxiao Palace who were from casual cultivators, but also became the target of countless monks from other sects who also came from other sects.
The war platform was set up by monks from a foreign land. They were provocative in every possible way. A tree could survive with a piece of skin and a person could survive with a breath of life. For the environment of their own cultivation, the constraints of the sect, and the rewards of merit points. They had to fight, and every monk who dared to step onto the fighting platform was worthy of their support.
However, on both sides of the battle platform, a rare scene that had never appeared before appeared at this time. The various sects on the side of Wangyue Xiuxianjie were high in fighting spirit, and the war drums were beating loudly. Before that, they had been Tianqiong, Nanhuang, and the three major alliances of Xingxiu, who have high-profile demands for war and consume the vitality of the Mochizuki Immortal Realm, are silent, and there is no sign that anyone wants to fight for the time being.
Seeing this astonishing scene in front of them, Lei Wantian, Huo Yuming and other golden elixir monks couldn't help but be a little surprised at this time.
“It seems that our understanding of Lu Xiaotian is not as good as those of our enemies.” Huo Yuming said with flashing eyes.
"There are not even people participating in the battle. These three major alliances have set up a platform to fight. This time they are going to slap themselves in the face." Lei Wantian laughed.
“It’s really unexpected that there can be such a person among the foundation-building disciples of your Lingxiao Palace. Just by showing up, no one among the foreign monks dared to step forward to challenge him.” At this time, Gu On Jian Zong's flying warship, an old man with green hair and beard flew down to the flying kite warship in Lingxiao Palace.
"That is, this Lu Xiaotian is not only outstanding in strength, far superior to monks of the same level, but also has repeatedly made great contributions to our Lingxiao Palace since he entered the Bloody Forbidden Land. What is even more rare is that this son has a perseverance in temperament and is single-minded. Xiang Dao is not affected by external things. It is really surprising that he can have such strength now. "Huo Yuming couldn't help but smile when he saw the old monster with a beard. in
When he heard Huo Yuming mention the Bloody Forbidden Land, the old monster with the green beard twisted his lips. It was precisely because of the boy on the platform that he lost the bet.
But when he thought that his beloved disciple died on this battle platform, Old Monster Bi-beard felt a burst of hatred in his heart, "Okay, Old Monster Huo, you don't have to say anything to me." , As long as this silver-haired boy can say this for me, the trivial things in the past are nothing."
(End of this chapter)